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nd David's Lips are lockt; but in divineHigh-piping Péhlevi, with "Wine! Wine! Wine!_Red_ Wine!"—the Nightingale cries to the RoseThat yellow Cheek of hers to incarnadine.
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— Stephen Crane
I looked here;
I looked there;
Nowhere could I see my love.
And--this time--
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